Ah...Spring

I've been waiting for this moment for what has felt like an eternity.

Finally, today, I found myself laying on my back outside while the little girls ran around singing, dancing, playing fairies and giggling.

I kicked off my shoes, rolled up my shirt baring my white as a ghost mid section, slid off my sunglasses and closed my eyes.  It was Heaven.  I could feel the Vitamin D restoring my spirit and rejuvenating my soul. 

You think I'm being melodramatic, but the truth is that it's been a long, cold winter with a less than climactic start to spring.  Rain mixed with snow complimented by on-again off-again temperatures in the thirties, magnified by the lack of sun, has done a number on my being.

While the little ones were talking about the finer points of Silver Mist's winter wonderland powers and Tinker Bell's Pixie Hollow, I heard my daughter's friend say, "Kate...look at your mom.  I think she's taking a nap." 

With a big smile on my eyes-closed face, I kept listening.

"Look at her hands, they've got lots of veins in them, " Kate observed.  "That's because she's old."

And then, I started laughing on the inside.  My birthday is in a week and a half.  I'll turn 38.  I've got veiny hands and wrinkles around my eyes.  Stretch marks adorn parts of my belly.  And I've got more gray hair than anyone will every know. 

But on a day like today when the temperature is 67 degrees, the sun is bright, the sky is blue, and the air is ripe with life...I say, thank God for spring.  Thank God for me...all soon-to-be 38 years of me who just ran a half marathon last weekend and wasn't too worse for the wear.

I've been waiting for you spring, birth season of mine...thank you for making your grand entrance today.  I really needed it.